The crew and I hit up Kyma and the Melting Pot for my birthday on Wednesday night. Starting with Greek food and sangria, we ended with bananas foster fondue (to die for, by the way) and since I couldn't make up my mind, Maggie demanded I drink a blackberry margarita. Of course the food was coupled with a little mischief, too. (We can never behave.)
At twenty-six, I have to say that I have some of the greatest friends, both near and far. Couple that with an amazing family, and I truly cannot complain.
In other news, I'm a little obsessed with my new iPod workout mix. Rest assured will be rocking in less than 10 hours. . .